Here we go. Here we go. Here we go.

Here we go. Here we go. Here we go. Here we go go this is it.

This is tough like time we share I'm Andy Dawson, Pau Pau,

I'm saying Nifty Delaney so what?

Welcome along to the first episode of 2021.

Happy year everyone. Let's just all try and stay alive if we can

throughout 2021 as you can probably tell we are both still alive here in 2021.

Long may that continue.

Sam, do you have any update first of all on the pest control issue within your house?

The pest control issue, well, it's, we should probably say,

just a bit of housekeeping that if this is the first time Andy and I have done a podcast together or even spoken to each other in two weeks.

If you've been listening to our prolific output over Christmas, you wouldn't know that. We've not gone anywhere for you,

cunts, because we've been there every fucking day for you in your fucking luggles,

making the torture of the festive season somewhat bearable with our soothing words.

I keep seeing little tweets referencing bits that we said in those episodes that we've put out

and I'm like no idea what that's about because

remember that that was three weeks ago because in a in the build-up Christmas we

went into what can only be described as a pod frenzy it was turbo a terrible podding, wasn't it? It was podding like the

likes of which had never been seen anywhere. We were pod in morning, noon and night because we

needed two weeks of full pod rest and that's what we earn ourselves but by the end we were so

balls deep into pod in that I think we both reached a transcendental state where we had no, it was the pod gods was speaking through us and there was we weren't speaking in tongues, we don't know what we said, right? We don't't we've no idea something else.

A higher power absorbed our very beings and so what you heard in the things we said over Christmas

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